Trying to Communicate

The altar in the Hall of Glory was where her connection with the Great Sword of Chaos had first begun.

Back then, he had nearly pulled the sword from the altar where it stood firmly planted—but was stopped by the mysterious middle-aged man wearing a blindfold, as if he were blind.

As such, he was very familiar with this altar. And now, as the same altar appeared before him once more, he couldn't help but wonder if there was a deeper connection.

"Why are you silent, Leon? Is something bothering you?" Zelda asked, her voice filled with curiosity.

Leon took a deep breath, turned to her, and shook his head.

"No... it's nothing," he replied calmly. "Anyway, let's go up to the altar."

Zelda could sense the lie in his words and grew even more curious about what he might be hiding.

Still, she said nothing and simply nodded. "Mm! Let's go."